Healing Doctor

Chapter 709 Xiao Ji, give him a brick.

"Brother Lang, is this for real?"

Ji Xiang asked a completely nonsensical question.

After all, Old Wang is still alive, which is medically impossible.

If he were in a hospital, supported by countless medical instruments, he might have survived until now, but he would only have vital signs and it would be impossible to say for sure that he is still alive. At most, he would be considered to be alive in a medical sense.

But Old Wang was at home... and he could still go out for a walk, even if he was in a wheelchair being pushed around by his grandson, which made Ji Xiang feel a little absurd.

He cannot accept things that science cannot explain.

"That's what the old patient said, I'm not sure." Shen Lang suddenly looked up at Ji Xiang, "Xiao Ji, let's not wait until after get off work, let's leave early."

"Ah?" Ji Xiang was a little reluctant.

After all, opportunities to be personally guided by Professor Zhou Congwen in performing surgery are rare.

But Shen Lang's tone was firm and left no room for doubt, and Ji Xiang himself was also curious.

Could it be that Old Wang really can absorb people's lifespan?

No, no, no, absolutely impossible! Ji Xiang immediately banished this strange thought.

There are many similar movies, such as Get Down, which Ji Xiang has also seen.

But he doesn't believe that such things will happen in real life.

Even if Old Wang were possessed by something, he would probably have been struck down by a socialist thunderbolt long ago and reduced to dust.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, monsters were no longer allowed to become spirits.

"Are you going or not?" Shen Lang asked when Ji Xiang didn't answer.

"Go!" Ji Xiang made up his mind.

"What are you guys talking about?"

A familiar voice came from behind.

It's Professor Zhou Congwen!

"According to Lao Tian, ​​Lao Wang is still alive!"

Just as Ji Xiang was about to say that they hadn't talked about anything, Shen Lang spoke very frankly to Zhou Congwen.

This person lives a truly clean and honest life, so clear-headed, Ji Xiang thought to himself.

Shen Lang was like an innocent child; he said whatever he thought and didn't keep anything from Zhou Congwen.

"Still alive? That's impossible." Professor Zhou was also taken aback. He looked Shen Lang up and down. "Are you planning to borrow my binoculars?"

"Snap!"

Shen Lang slapped his thigh.

"Congwen, you really understand me. You can tell just by the way I bend over..."

"Get out!" Professor Zhou cursed.

"..." Ji Xiang was speechless, countless words flashing through his mind, such as colluding with each other, birds of a feather, and so on...

"Have you found the location yet?" Professor Zhou Congwen not only did not stop him, but also chatted with Shen Lang about the details.

Ji Xiang was completely bewildered by this.

It turns out that Professor Zhou Congwen is also so unreliable.

Professor Zhou took out his phone, found the Beidou map, and began searching for Old Wang's building as if he were in battle. Then he and Shen Lang analyzed the surrounding terrain together.

Ji Xiang watched them fooling around silently, feeling helpless.

This guy, you wouldn't know Professor Zhou was so unreliable unless you experienced it yourself, it's truly mind-blowing.

In Ji Xiang's mind, Professor Zhou Congwen was a very serious person, and whenever he encountered him in a situation of empathy, he would feel saved.

However, this time they spent a relatively long time together, and Ji Xiang finally discovered that this guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes also had an unreliable side.

Shen Lang wasn't surprised at all. He seriously discussed with Zhou Congwen where they could see it more clearly.

Professor Zhou Congwen then made several phone calls, contacting a patient's family member at the community property management office.

it turns out!

You can do that?!

Ji Xiang was dumbfounded.

He never expected that Professor Zhou Congwen would be so absurd.

"Be very careful. No matter what you see, stay at least 100 meters away from Old Wang," Professor Zhou Congwen advised in his final words.

He didn't look at Ji Xiang, but stared intently at Shen Lang.

"I know, don't worry, Congwen." Shen Lang waved his hand dismissively.

"Xiao Ji, I have a task for you." Zhou Congwen turned to look at Ji Xiang. "Did you hear what I just said?"

"I heard that." Ji Xiang suddenly felt that this absurd gossip had been elevated to a higher level.

"One hundred meters away, you keep an eye on Shen Lang. If Old Wang and his grandson come over, you two run for your lives."

"..."

Ji Xiang couldn't understand why Professor Zhou could say such absurd things in such a serious manner.

"Also, find a brick beforehand. If Shen Lang tries to rush in, just hit him on the head. If he's dead or crippled, it's on me."

"..."

"Congwen, don't be so cruel," Shen Lang said with distress.

It turns out Shen Lang really did want to rush up! Ji Xiang realized that he didn't know Shen Lang as well as Zhou Congwen did.

"Got it, Xiao Ji?"

"I've got it!" Ji Xiang replied, clenching his fists and standing at attention, his expression serious.

Shen Lang let out a long sigh, somewhat regretful.

"Go ahead, be careful," Zhou Congwen said, then added, "If you get stuck on the rooftop, don't wander off, call me immediately!"

"What's the point of calling you?" Shen Lang muttered.

"I'll bomb them to death with socialist thunder!" Zhou Congwen said, laughing loudly before turning and leaving.

Shen Lang eagerly followed Zhou Congwen to retrieve the telescope.

With everything prepared, the two arrived at the neighborhood where Old Wang lived at 3 p.m.

This is an old residential area; the buildings appear to be over 40 years old.

The community property staff were extremely polite when they met, shaking hands with Shen Lang and repeatedly expressing their gratitude, without even glancing at the binoculars.

Shen Lang didn't explain, and followed the property staff to the rooftop after unlocking the door.

It was a bit chilly, so Shen Lang and Ji Xiang found a spot with a good view and started installing the telescope.

"We can't just look around blindly," Shen Lang said.

"Haha, Brother Lang, are you giving yourself a pep talk?" Ji Xiang also started to act nonsensically without realizing it.

However, Shen Lang was very serious at this moment, looking at the brick in Ji Xiang's hand, "Xiao Ji, don't listen to Congwen's nonsense, in a moment..."

"I'll smash your knees, but it won't kill you, don't worry," Ji Xiang said firmly. "I only listen to half of what the director says."

Shen Lang sighed deeply once again.

"Brother Lang, if Old Wang is really alive, are you really planning to go see him?"

"Holy crap! Aren't you curious?!"

Shen Lang asked in surprise.

"What if he really can absorb people's lifespan?" Ji Xiang asked. "Wouldn't that be like handing it over to us? Old Wang is already incredibly old, and I don't care if he's still alive."

"As Wen said, socialism is like a thunderbolt from the sky, but it won't kill him."

"..." Ji Xiang pursed his lips.

After setting up the binoculars, the two did not look directly at the objects. Instead, they put the binoculars aside and began to chat.

At five o'clock, it was time to get off work, and people were coming and going in the community.

When the door to Old Wang's apartment building opened, Shen Lang patted Ji Xiang's hand. Ji Xiang set up the binoculars and removed Shen Lang's hand from the brick.

"You little bastard, all you do is suck up to the director," Shen Lang cursed.

"I'm just worried that you'll turn into a zombie and chase after me, gnawing on me."

(End of this chapter)